What would you do if the devil took you up on the highest pinnacle show you the world and told you you could have it if you want it would you walk away back down into the land of poverty and die in grief or would you live your life underneath the flashing lights no matter who you are there are so many falling stars on the ground and on top of the hoods of cars no one leaves the war unchanged nor untouched not everyone gets a Purple Heart we all long to make it home for Christmas it is our one wish it is what we all are hoping praying The lights are on and the door opens Tie a yellow ribbon around that old oak tree we all want to fall we just don't want to hurt ourselves there are those who sell their Souls for silver and gold fame fortune and wealth they want to party all the time claiming that they grind put in a situation of compromised circumstances written on a tablet of stone the eye is the lamp of the body what is your vision fixed on for where your treasure is there your heart will be also Matthew 6:21 yet Life does not seem so tragic coming from the book of Ecclesiastes
A profound Passage " the thing that has been, it is that which shall be, and that which is done
Is that which shall be done, and there is no new thing under the sun it is best not to believe everything that shines this proposition has been made every since the beginning of time auld Lang syne the world was made by a certain kind of design underneath the sign we all call it summertime